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374 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 31, 2014
There is power buried in the sands of time. Power that men cannot comprehend despite so-called scientific advances
Death cannot be defeated, true, but it may be delayed—the “D� in “death� tells us that-
I have always viewed the world…differently. I am in full possession of my faculties, but where others see the lines and shapes that form letters and numbers, I see colors, patterns, personalities. I can infer from it's rounded loop that the letter "p" is a pushover, and I can ascertain from the structure of the word "June" that it is both yellow and serene.
We should only worry about that which we can control; all else is irrelevant.
He raised his eyes to the window to watch as snowflakes fell from the sky with a nonchalance that seemed defiantly at odds with their short lifespans. The blowing wind made him grateful for the warm glow that emanated from the library’s fireplace, an antique structure surrounded by a bronze relief that depicted a parade of ancient gods.
There is no higher purpose, no mystical world beyond this one to strive for—there is only this. Here. Now. Everyday struggles, the highs and the lows. Nothing more, nothing less. We can try to make the world better, but we cannot do what the world will not allow. You must come to understand that.